I was stirring the pasta sauce when the urge engulfed my body, and I had to put down the spoon, turn off the heat and find my champion. Right then.
Cooper had been in his home gym for some time.
He told me it was back day. I love the way he trained his body. It wasn’t an obsession, but it was close to it. He knew what he wanted, and he worked hard to get it.
I wish I had a little bit more of his discipline. If I did, I would’ve stopped myself from wandering into the gym and having my way with him on one of the benches.
But it wasn’t exactly like he was stopping me, either.
He was perfectly poised for my advances. As he was about to pick up two oversized dumbbells, I climbed on top of him, my legs taking to his torso.
As I did, I felt him grow harder underneath me. And I knew at that point the bench wasn’t going to be big enough for the two of us. Just as quickly, Cooper stood, turned me around and took me in front of the mirror.
He pushed hard, making sure I came multiple times before he climaxed inside me. And then, as we collapsed on the bench, he held my naked body against his.
I could smell the sweat. I could feel it against my back, but I didn’t care. This was the best sex I’ve ever had in my life. And I wanted it again and again. I couldn’t help myself.
“How long until you can go again?” I asked him.
“You’ll need to give me a minute and maybe a shower.”
My eyebrows raised. “I could wash and bathe you, and then I could have my way with you.”
“Andie, I love the way you think.”
“You’re not worried about dinner?” I teased him, licking my lips.
“Oh, the pasta will keep. And I’m not hungry. Anyway, I have an appetite for something else.”
I have never been like this with anyone else, I noted privately to myself. Sure, I enjoyed having sex with Douglas. And I thought what we had was good. Great, even. But that was until Cooper came into my life.
He touched me in a way that no one else had. He made me scream more than anybody else. And when I needed to be held, when I needed to be loved and when I needed him to make love to me, he knew exactly what to do.
He could read me. He could read my body. And we could move in uncanny synchronism.
I didn’t think that was possible with a man. A love cliche, I know. But there is caring about someone, having good sex and the moment you find the one. The real one.
I wish I could say it out loud without everyone in my life, without fighting me or acting jealous. I wish I could tell them how happy I was.
At that point, I missed my friends so much. And it was weird because they were in my life. We haven’t physically parted from each other’s lives.
But emotionally, we were apart, and it was killing me because I loved them with everything in my being.
You’re reading The Andie Chronicles, the 2023 romance-fiction series from the 1 Lovelock Drive (1LD) universe.
By the way, this all started when Andie turned thirty-five, and her then-boyfriend didn’t call her.
Or the day after that.
Or the day after that, too.
Everything started to unravel when her BFFs got into bed with her ex, too… ⬇️ ⬇️ ⬇️
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